First Date Too Late

Our first date was late He had made me wait I dressed to the nines but my clothes were not refined my sandals were made of plastic and anything but fantastic and my pants were very white and sadly a bit too tight As we headed down the walk my sandals started to balk so I stuttered in my gate but alas it was too late As I teetered on the edge I foresaw the pending ledge where my dignity and grace would leave without a trace Save the green smear on my caboose and the strap that had gotten loose no real damage was physically done but Oh yes- he did run! Never to return again to anything but friends and the misery of that first date ... on my ego does forever grate The End For First date contest 1-16-2018 Brenda Chiri ( but not submitted as it is not a sonnet)